Anthony’s wife is Julie.
Anthony’s son is Ming.
Julie’s husband is Anthony.
Julie’s son is Ming.
Ming’s father is Anthony.
Ming’s mother is Julie.
We are each others’ apostrophes.
And Gutsy’s mine.
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jmgoyder 
He is such a sweet bird.
He is getting rather naughty!
you are so creative
Why thank you – ha!
Oh that’s a beauty. Thank you, you are a songwriter, you know that?
Tell Ming. He makes up tunes but says my lyrics suck – ha!
Enchanting!
He loves to cuddle my hand!
I love this post.. that bird just adores you…
It’s mutual!
Interesting thought!…Diane
Mmm!
Hmmm…From Julie, the Poetic Philosopher. Yes, interesting.
I think I could’ve been cleverer with that one!
How lovely… I love you both. The first photograph captured me dear Julie, Thank you, love, nia
For a peacock he is really tactile!
L M Friggin A O, Bless you Julie. Take care, Bill
I think I may need an interpretation!
That is a smile poem. 🙂
Yes!
A good apostrophe to have. Where is the bike basket photo?
Patience is a virtue.
Fantastic title and deep truth.
I was trying to be profound – ha!
Bane of my existence! Nice peacock btw 🙂 They really do follow swans with the whole ‘ugly duckling’ thing.
Are you calling my peachick ugly? Hahahaha!
what a cute poem!!
Thx!
OMG! I thought he was dead, just saw the first photo in my feed and I remember reading something about you and a brick – haven’t had time to figure out what that was about. Thank goodness he’s OK!
Sorry I scared you – he was just snuggling!
I like this post. Apostrophes indicate possession and although we can’t truly possess anyone (as we possess cars, etc) it’s nice to belong…
You are so profound!
nahhhhhhhhhhhhh
Very creative!
Gutsy’s an adorable bird.
He is so funny too – he gallops after me everywhere I go.
Oh I love this little guy.
So do I!
I can never get too much Gutsy. He’s adorable!
What a cutie!
Cute. 🙂